A Day in the Life of a Fat Mack

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Knock, knock It's me Baker [?] its so free What you know about me about me? About me? I'm never free Talking big game when they let my nut nang Hate to see a fat man kicking in the game Still hey, waking in the morning but the money going first I need a blunt Angel [?] and just my serotonin being able that pump to get straight Back on track Think my head is going higher than the clouds Out stressed i can seen a final grabbing And going low go The psycho with the dressed mask They didn't end up with [?] Lookin bad Threw this window [?] Surprise I'm waiting right outside, holding a canister Smells up the [?] Gas I pulled on the banistеr Yeah, that's a good one Told that boy I get somе Burning as I walk away I left another big dump Try if you want Try if you might, but you won't like the outcome [?] for agony [Verse 2] Got the stomach [?] If you wanna to fuck with me, then bring it on I promise war See it's murder on the menu Wicked [?] wanting more Hear the voices calling loudest scratching from beneath floor [?] Fear the reven eating crowd Hiding in the bushes waiting for my mack shows Got some blood on the double bag Black shake the dust of drag Kicking up some dirt as I'm leaving covering up My track not for the business just another weakness Slice me up with beast [?] cannabalistic Baker come me mystic Oh, it's so cryptic Why are you sadistic Speaking with the thickness Bottle like a genie in the midst you cannot see me smoking blunt my [?] [?] No, I'm seeing like a beat at night Won't ever stop until I feel the time It's final right don't bitch your life